I trembled under the heavy voice of footsteps Creeping into my lonely bedroom Down the hall.
I quivered in the reach of disgust's touch, disguised as a father's affection, You took my hand in your Then led me into sleepless nights, And still I held on.
Your lips grip my breast As you held them
The dented palms of a shadow's hand softly caressing, your fingers run their course of neglect, through my faded threads.
You forcefully spread my branches as you climb my withering tree inserting everlasting pain you smother my cold corpse underneath your warm body. I pray.
I sweat from the heat of your breaths, suffocated in the depths of your hugs of lust and incestuous emotions.
I wither away.
With each stroke of the clock, the weight of you becomes unbearable suicide isn't an option but I've died in the thoughts,
My mind heavy and confused as I sink into your poison parasitic solution
Reaching into oblivion as their eyes are watching.